Following the footsteps of the Dao Wind Chief, Li Shuangxi finally came to the front of the True Mu Hall. I can't imagine what kind of Taoist temple this is, it is clearly a magnificent palace.

On the top of the mountain, the magnificent Taoist temple covers almost the entire mountaintop, the solemn, golden glazed tiles, the vermilion wall, and the towering gatehouse all show the glory it once had. The three red gold characters of "True Mutang" on the door are eye-catching. The door is carved with exquisite fairy and floral patterns, which is magnificent. Walking into the Daxiong Treasure Palace, what catches people's eyes is the statue of three gods of fairy wind bones, showing their chests, sitting cross-legged, their hands folded, and smiling, vivid and interesting. On the left wall of the statue, a stone wall was excavated, and there was a long-bearded Taoist priest sitting inside, dressed in a slightly whitish Taoist robe, which looked like he had not changed for a long time, wrapped in a body that was not fat or thin, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, smiling, motionless, his face was a little yellow, as if wrapped in a layer of wax, in the afterglow of the setting sun, flashing with a faint light.

"Donor, this is the ancestor of the sect you are looking for, Zhang Daoqing, Zhang Zhenren." Dao Feng stopped and pointed at the Taoist priest in the hole in the wall.

"You mean, this wax figure?" Li Shuangxi was stunned, the Taoist priest in front of him was not corrupt and lifelike, where could he see that this was actually a real person?

"After Zhang Zhenren was feathered and ascended, he was preserved with a wax body for hundreds of years, and the monks did not speak." Dao Feng clasped his hands together and bowed his head and said silently.

"No, they clearly said that they saw Zhang Zhenren descend from the sky, cut off the tail of the demon fox with a sword, and took away the Song military division... By the way, what about Song Junshi? Is Song Junshi not there? ”

"I don't know who the Song military master is talking about? There are only Taoist friends in this view, where did the military advisor come from? ”

"Song Xiance, is there anyone named Song Xiance, you tell him that Li Shuangxi came to him, let him come out to see me."

couldn't see Zhang Zhenren, Li Shuangxi could only retreat.

"There is a senior brother surnamed Song who is facing the wall in the back mountain, and he said that he will not see anyone again, if the donor is fine, please go back."

"No, I want to see Song Xiance, you let him come out to see me."

Li Shuangxi shouted loudly, he hoped that Song Xiance, who was far away in the back mountain wall, could hear it.

"Who is making a noise here? disturbed Daozu's peace and invited him out. ”

In the inner hall, a burly giant with a height of two meters suddenly rushed out, and as soon as he raised his hand, Li Shuangxi's eyes went dark, and he stumbled and fell out.

"Senior Brother Song is leaving, no matter who wants to see him, unless he can pass my pass."

Li Shuangxi got up with a bone, fortunately, he was practicing martial arts during this time, and he couldn't hurt his muscles and bones if he fell. Looking up again, the Taoist priest who rushed out from the opposite side was tall and strong, like a black iron tower, erected in front of him, and if he wanted to move him away, he was afraid that it would be difficult to go to the sky.

"Qingwu, you must be measured in your shots, and Hugh is going to hurt the donor." Dao Feng glanced at Li Shuangxi, and there was obvious contempt in his words.

"Who's on the other side? Report the name, and grandpa's subordinates will not hurt the nameless. Li Shuangxi wanted to turn around and leave, but he couldn't pull his face, so he could only shout.

"I am the protector of the Dharma in front of the True Pastoral Hall, and Qingwu is also." Looking at Li Shuangxi, Qingwu was like a city wall that could not be pushed down, with a look of disdain.

Li Shuangxi has a lot of force value, he doesn't know, this time is just brushing up with Uncle Zhang, as for his predecessor, whether he can fight one against ten, he doesn't know at all. However, now that the words have come to this point, it is not possible to go up, and you have to fight hard.

"Don't think you're big, I won't dare to hit you, I'm coming." Li Shuangxi habitually played with his mouth, and at the same time picked up his fist, facing Qingwu's stomach is a punch.

"No, haven't you had enough to eat? It's not okay to give it a little bit. A punch hit Qingwu's stomach, like hitting a wooden board, Qingwu didn't move, Li Shuangxi's fist hurt a little.

"Okay, I have to bring you down." Li Shuangxi began to circle around Qingwu, he wanted to find the other party's flaws, and then hit with one blow.

"Hey, don't you turn around, I'm almost dizzy." It turns out that this Qingwu kung fu is also first-class.

After a few turns, I really couldn't find any flaws, and people Qingwu braked quietly, just standing there motionless, if this continues, it will be you who loses. Li Shuangxi decided to let Bo go. I saw him behind Qingwu, a leap in the air, and his legs kicked Qingwu's legs straight in the crook of his legs.

Qingwu can move now, don't look at this guy's tall stature, but he is not clumsy at all. One turned around, one bent over, and a pair of big hands like a fan grabbed Li Shuangxi's legs. It's a tragedy now, Li Shuangxi's body was suspended in the air and was carried in the air.

"Li Shuangxi, you still want to see my senior brother with this little effort, come back tomorrow." Qingwu said as he picked up the body in his hand and threw it out of the door.

"Ah," Li Shuangxi fell miserably, fortunately, it was full of dirt, otherwise it was estimated that it would be at least a fracture.

"You," Li Shuangxi got up, pointed to the Taoist priest in front of him, his head was a little dizzy, and he looked at Qingwu on the opposite side and turned into two blurred figures.

"Come back when you've practiced your martial arts, see off the guests." Dao Feng, who was standing by and watching the battle, spoke, and with the appearance of Qingwu, the tone of his voice seemed to have become weighty.

"Okay, you wait..."As the saying goes, a loser can't lose the battle, Li Shuangxi has long forgotten the purpose of his coming, pouting in his mouth, and went down the mountain stupidly.

Uncle Zhang, who thought that he would never see the young master again, was overjoyed when he saw Li Shuangxi walking back covered in mud, and hurriedly fetched water for him and washed his face.

"Uncle Zhang, is my force value so bad?" After washing his face, Li Shuangxi suddenly felt a little depressed, as for how he walked down the mountain just now, he forgot everything.

"What's wrong? Who did the young master deal with? ”

"That stinky Taoist priest on the mountain, and that Song Xiance, if you don't see me, forget it, and make a Dharma protector to compete with me in martial arts, what do you say you have to pass his level. You don't know, that guy looks like Yao Ming, where will I be his opponent? ”

"Young master, who is Yao Ming?" Uncle Zhang listened carefully, and he probably understood what Li Shuangxi was trying to express.

"Oh, Yao Ming, you don't know, a man who looks like a big tree. You say, how can I move him, he can crush me to death if he rolls over. Li Shuangxi continued to complain, at this moment when a person is depressed, if someone is willing to listen to him and not make fun of him, where will he be willing to stop his mouth.

"Young master, have you ever heard of 'four or two thousand pounds'. When you encounter an enemy who is stronger than you, you can fight if you win, and run away if you can't win, this is what King Chuang has always taught us. ”

'Four or two thousand pounds', Li Shuangxi's heart was shocked. yes, why did I forget this trick?

"Uncle Zhang, why don't you teach me a few tricks."

"Young master, don't make fun of the old slave, I'm just a little soldier, you are the general who goes into battle to kill the enemy, I'm an old guy, where can I teach you."

When Uncle Zhang heard that Li Shuangxi wanted him to teach him, he waved his hands in a hurry, and it seemed that he was really powerless.

"Uncle Zhang..."

"Young master, think about it yourself, you are a general who has experienced a hundred battles, with your force value, how can you not beat a Taoist priest who guards the door. I'm out, think about it. Uncle Zhang said as if he was afraid that Li Shuangxi would pull him to discuss, so he ran away.

"Yes, I, Li Shuangxi, am a general who has been through a hundred battles, and the force value should not be like this, how can it be so bad? It seems that I have to recall the kung fu of my predecessor. While thinking, Li Shuangxi walked out of his room.

It was another starry night, with a breeze, just right for sword practice under the moon. Li Shuangxi unconsciously took out the bamboo flute he carried with him and danced as a short sword. Time passed slowly bit by bit, Li Shuangxi seemed to have found the memory of his predecessor, and the bamboo flute in his hand danced faster and faster, forming countless bright spots under the starlight, like fluorescent, dotted in this boundless night.